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trust in country
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it's about faith
ballads contemporary folk performance poetry poetical fusion folk
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poetical fusion folk - ballads and poems twisted, reshaped, strung out, sung
Mixing the traditional folk song-story structure of the ballad with musical traditions from east and west, Halfwise describe their music as cello, glockenspiel, tabla, trombone, guitar and startling vocal harmony
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Peak #133
Peak in subgenre #9
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julie guthrie and the girl jed
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cc Julie Dawid 2005
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September 02, 2006
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MP3 5.1 MB 128 kbps 5:37
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Trust in Country I don’t trust the mail man to deliver my mail I don’t trust the summer sky not to hail (Not in Scotland) Oh – and I don’t trust those three-for-ones like the deal with the dad, the ghost and son No no, don’t trust Jesus, he’s a thorny guy And the Buddha – he had three eyes And the mullahs stole my mother’s ring On but I was raised on Emmylou and I trust her more than I trust you – You can always trust a country girl to sing And since we don’t even know if he’s dead Don’t trust the king – instead Just trust in country I don’t trust anyone who plays the clarinet, the saxophone, the horn or the trumpet Or any instrument you got to suck or blow Oh and I don’t trust the visual arts, electronica or Mozart And I think I don’t trust Decartes or Rousseau (oh but I don’t know) no please! Don’t make the classic mistake and before you know it it’s too late! Just trust in country La la la…. Well you can’t trust condoms, the pill or the coil the rh-ythm method or withdrawal or any kind of contraception oh baby! And please don’t trust your mobile phone when you’re out in the dark and you’re all alone and you hear shuffling footsteps but you ain’t got no reception no please! Don’t make the classic mistake and before you know it it’s too late – Just trust in country Well I don’t trust you to clap And I don’t trust your toe to tap And for all you know your best friend might have gout Oh but I trust these 6 strings o’ steel like my daddy trusts his automobile Not to blow him out No no, don’t trust Jesus, he’s a thorny guy And the Buddha – freak - he had three eyes And the mullahs stole my mother’s ring On but I was raised on Emmylou and I trust her more than I trust you – And I trust these steel strings And though his parlour wife likes eating honey and bread Don’t trust the king – or the colonel Instead… Just trust in country I put my faith in country I just trust in country
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